Their love was like a dance, ever step and move is like an emotion that carries them. Starting out slow, finding out ever detail and although the danc... seemed the same, he dips her all of a sudden and all the mystery comes flooding back, their love never getting old. It gets stronger with every move. She was plain, pale and all the while the most beautiful person inside and out he had ever seen. Her eyes captivated him. They were addicting and he long for them. They took his breath away, made. "What does she want?" John thought to himself, angrily. Molly did a 180º, her back now facing John. She began to raise and lower herself onto him, allowing his hands to snake up her sides and squeeze her breasts. John took over the thrusting, and again, he was plowing into her cunt with all he had. He pinched her nipples and again heard her squeal, and clench his cock in her pussy. This time, John felt his cock surge forth with a geyser of semen into Molly's tight cunt. He heard Molly moan, and. She wanted a turn. Her hand grasped his cock. Jeffery slowly shook his head ‘No’. The blond pouted. Jeffery felt sympathy for her situation but wasn’t going to be able to help in that way. He took her hand and led her to the bathroom. Stripping her down, though there wasn’t much to strip away, he pushed her into the shower stall and got in with her. Jeffery lazily soaped and rinsed her body. He spent tons of time brushing and kneading her tits and ass. As he worked, he used his hand to caress. I then felt a nipple slowly graze my face. So firm and supple, I quickly sat on my hands to fight off the urge to grab this woman. ‘You have some nice friends, they chipped in for a ‘special,” she whispered into my ear as her breasts rested just beneath my chin. ‘What’s a special?’ ‘Well, a special is like a regular, except for this,’ she said, lowering herself and drawing her breasts over my crotch. She began moving up and down, slowly rolling her breasts over my hard cock, up and down. I.